My legs wrap around his waist as he lifts me, the position as natural as breathing.The cold mirror against my back contrasts sharply with the burning heat of his body.His lips trace a path of fire down my neck, each kiss a silent promise.Our ragged breaths create a desperate symphony in the quiet gym.
Every touch of his hands sends electricity through me, but it's the look in his eyes that makes my heart race - that mix of hunger and vulnerability that only I get to see.Each caress is a claim, a promise, a healing touch driving away the shadows of betrayal.
His hands steady me as I plant my feet back on the floor, my fingers tracing the sweat-slicked planes of his chest.
"Turn and put your hands on the mirror."
Like a dance we've perfected, I turn at his gruff command, pressing my hands against the mirror.Our eyes meet in the reflection - his burning with desire, mine promising forever.
With a growl of possession, Cole tugs my pants down, hands worshipping every inch of newly exposed skin.Reverent, yet intensely possessive.When he enters me from behind, it's not just about physical pleasure - it's about release, for both of us.Each thrust is a confession, driving away the ghosts of painful memories.
"Fuck, I need you, Alex," he rasps, voice raw with emotion.He takes me with that perfect mix of tenderness and passion that's uniquely Cole.Each stroke of his hips tells a story - of pain, of healing, of love.His fingers at my throat don't constrain; they connect.Anchor.
"Watch us," he commands softly, and our eyes meet again in the mirror.The intensity of our connection steals my breath.This isn't just sex - it's communion, confession, healing.
"Don't break my heart and never leave me," he pleads, the weight of fifteen years of betrayal heavy in his words.
"As long as you're good to me, I'll be right by your side," I vow, pouring all my love, all my commitment into those words.
His thrusts become more urgent, more insistent, and I feel myself hurtling toward that delicious precipice.This man has ruined me for anyone else - not just because of the mind-blowing physical pleasure, but because of moments like this.When he's inside me, around me, part of me, I know with absolute certainty that he's the other half of my soul.My partner.My forever.
With a shuddering cry of his name, I let go, feeling him follow, fingers digging into the soft flesh of my hips as he finds his own release.Afterward, he lifts me into his arms and carries me home, my head tucked against his neck.Once in his bedroom he walks to the bed.
"You're the reason I'm not falling apart, Alex," he whispers into my hair."Your support means everything."
I tighten my arms around him, voice thick with emotion."You're the strongest man I've ever met.I'm proud of how you stood up to your mother, and I'll support you no matter what."
After a few tender kisses, I smile against his lips."I have a song I want to share with you.Is that okay?"I ask.
He sets me down long enough to retrieve his phone, that sexy half-smile I love appearing.I find Andy Grammer's "The Best of You" on YouTube.
"This is my message to you," I say, holding out the device.
He pulls me onto his lap as he sits on the bed and listens.His arms tighten around me as the lyrics wash over us.When it ends, he tucks the phone away and lifts me again.
"You're incredible."
I pepper his face with soft kisses, whispering near his ear, "You're my man, Cole Walker.I love you."
He chuckles when I yawn immediately after."It's adorable how you get sleepy after sex."
"I can't help it.Your dick has worn me out."
His laugh reverberates through my chest, filling me with joy.I nuzzle into his neck as he lies down, and before I know I’m drifting off in the safest place I know - his arms.
* * *
"Good morning."
My eyelids flutter open to Cole's deep voice and the sweet aroma of coffee."Hey," I manage, pushing myself up against the headboard.
"I have to go into the office for a meeting.Can you drive Samantha to school?"
I lift my cast-free arm."Sure, no problem."
He presses a kiss to my lips and hands me my coffee."See you later, gorgeous."
As he turns, I smack his behind."You bet your exquisite ass on that."